The Gangleader

Chapter three

The rest of guys laughed, I just ignored it taking another sip from my glass. 

"Man, Shut the fuck up," Scott said pushing Ty, who just kept laughing.

A small voice interrupted our laughter.

"Hey, baby!" Lizzie yelled, Scott left the group walking towards her.

God, I don't know why but I just get so jealous of their relationship. I've sometimes wanted something like that, but I know that I can't. I don't know how to love or show it.

"Hey Jackson," someone said interrupting my thoughts, "Look who Lizzie brought."

I looked up taking another sip of my vodka. As soon as I saw her I dropped my glass cup, the pieces went shattering everywhere.

It was her. I kept staring at her into those beautiful brown eyes I had seen that night. I was waiting to see her again, but at the same time, I never wanted to see her again.

"What the fuck man!" Ty yelled, taking me out of my thoughts. "What the hell is wrong with you!" Ty continued, mumbling to himself.

Ignoring him I finally spoke, "You have got to be fucking joking."

Mayas POV

Jackson took another sip of his vodka. As soon as he looked up he dropped his glass cup, the pieces went scattering everywhere.

He kept staring at me and our eyes locked once again.

"What the fuck man!" one of the guys yelled, taking me out of my gaze. "What the hell is wrong with you!" he continued, mumbling to himself.

Jackson finally spoke, "You have got to be fucking joking."

I looked around and vaguely remembered all the faces I saw that night in the alley.

Flashbacks started running through my head

I kept trying to pound my hands against his chest trying to get out of his grip, but it didn't seem to phase him a bit. We finally reached a stopping point, the stranger threw me roughly onto the ground.

"Try to escape, and we'll kill you." The unknown stranger whispered closely into my ear, sending a shiver up my spine.

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I felt multiple strong hands pull me back.

"No! Please!" I cried, screaming and fighting as hard as I can to release their grips.

Some pulled out weapons while others started to unbuckle their belts.

"Please don't!!" I try to escape, but they kept holding me down. 

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The flashbacks then stopped, I stood there feeling stares and glares on me. Feeling uncomfortable.

"Well, are you all going to stand there like idiots or what," Lizzie said cluelessly, interrupting everyone's thoughts.

Lizzie pulled herself away from Scott and grabbed my hand, "This is Maya." Lizzie continued.

"Maya that is Bud," She then pointing towards a guy. He was wearing a White V neck with Black skinny jeans and all red vans. He had tattoos running up his arms, and a tattoo peeking from underneath his shirt. Bud just stood there rolling his eyes looking away while he exhaled smoke from out his nose.

She then continued on, "Then there's Ty," He wore a Black sweatshirt with white bolded words across his chest, rolled up his sleeves exposing his tattoos underneath his sweatshirt. He had been wearing black leathered joggers with a chain hanging off his hip, along with a pair of black vans. He just held his red cup to his lips.

"Then there's Jackson." Jackson held his joint to his lips exhaling a cloud of smoke, he wore an all white V neck that hugs him perfectly, along with a grey sleeveless hoodie revealing his tattoos, he wore a pair of light washed-out skinny jeans and all white vans. Jackson took another inhale of his joint and left the group with an angry expression.

Lizzie continued introducing me to the rest of guys who either smiled or smirked looking me up and down. Lizzie then finished introducing me.

"I think I'm going to go and get a drink," I spoke, smoothing my dress out. "Okay! I'll be right here." She replied, continuing to talk to Scott. With a big sigh, I left the group and headed towards the bar.

When I reach the bar I order a simple Shirley Temple. Waiting for my drink, I sit down on the bar stools. Looking around I spot the group of boys with Lizzie, I look closer and realize they all have the same tattoo on the side of there necks like Lizzie's. Observing more I spot a gun peeking out the side of Bud's pants, noticing that all of them have a gun planted on the side of their pants.

"Here you go." A voice says, waking me from my thoughts.

"Thank you." I smile, taking the straw between my lips, glancing back at Lizzie and the boys. 

Weird.

"Hi, there pretty lady." Someone says, I look up seeing a man that looks about 26 or 25. He had a bit of facial hair and hazel brown eyes. His blonde hair fell messily from his forehead and was wearing a simple buttoned up shirt that rolled up on the sleeves.

"Hi.," I mumble, sipping my drink once again turning to look away.

He gets closer towards me gripping his hand on my upper thigh, "So, are you with someone?" He says smirking.

"Not interested." I manage to say, trying to push him off me but his grip was too strong.

"I can make you interested" he smirked before I knew it his lips were on my neck, his grip on my thigh got tighter, and he started roaming his hands around me.

I try to pull away and get out of his grip but he kept pulling me closer towards him.

He continued to forcefully kiss my neck until a big pair of hands ripped him away from me.

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